At twenty four, I had been shagging a married woman of thirty for several months. She was able to get away on Thursday nights, so I would meet her at a local pub and take her off to a quiet area I knew. Then we would fuck like rabbits in the back of my van. This night was no different to start with. The pick up had gone well and the quiet area was quiet and we had fucked as usual. What was different was that a fog had descended whilst we were fucking. After drying the windows so I could see the best possible in the fog. We were about ten miles from her home and I was slowly making my way back along the country lanes. An idiot came flying along from the other direction and nearly forced us off the road. Then as we got closer I was looking for anther small lane to turn into. My mistake I spotted an entrance and swung into it. Wrong! It was a field that had recently been plowed. We were well and truly stuck. I was weighing up my options when I saw lights coming our direction. I tried to flag the car down, but he failed to stop nearly hitting me. My lady friend was going spare as if she wasn't home before her husband he would want to know where she had been. I was thinking that I would have to walk about three miles to get a mate to help, when I saw more lights. This time the car stopped as I flagged him down. After he had a good laugh at me he agreed to help. I had a tow rope with me so it was just a case of joining the cars together and pull my van out the field. We were soon ready and as he pulled I tried to drive myself out. It wouldn't budge, it was close but not quite. I had to tell my lady friend that she would have to help push and as she got out the other driver got out of his car. At that point a huge row ensued. My lady friend was his wife! Worse still, he had a woman in his car that my friend thought had been carrying on with her husband. The three were now arguing like mad and I had to shout loudly to make them quiet. I pointed out that once my van was out the field my friend and her husband could slug it out on their own. I was surprised that he still helped pull me out the field as I had just fucked his wife. It took several attempts with both women pushing, but I was now free of the field. My friend and her husband still arguing got in their car after I uncoupled the vehicles, and drove off. That left me and the husbands friend. She was obviously now stranded and asked for a lift. I told her to jump in and as I started to make my way back towards home, Libby burst out laughing. I pulled into a lay-by and asked what was so funny. Libby said that of all the vehicles to meet had to be the only two that really didn't want to meet. I could see the funny side of things. Then she asked were we going some where or were we on the way home when I got stuck. I told her that we were on the way home. She said lucky you. I asked why. "Well at least you got fucked. We were making our way to our spot when the fog came down and the husband decided to make his way back whilst he could still see his way. Then we came across you two. At least you got a fuck, we didn't." she told me. I was quick to tell her that I could help her with that. I found a quiet car park and kept well clear of any fields. Libby was a great fuck and a year later I asked her to marry me. We have been married for eleven years now and have two kids. I often wonder what happened to my friend and her husband. Spouse